Chapter 3 Part 2 Caught in the Act
On the reclining chair, the mature woman had spread her plump thighs wide.
Her calves naturally hung to the floor, propping her pussy up on the chair while her right hand caressed her fat, tender outer labia.
Cloudy white lewd fluid flowed from the hole's entrance…
The air was filled with a lewd, sultry atmosphere.
Wendy was still engaged in foreplay.
"Mmm… mmm…"
Wendy's moans grew louder and louder, her breathing heavier and heavier.
The speed at which her hand rubbed her labia increased faster and faster.
It seemed she was getting into the mood.
She hurriedly sat up, pulled off her top, and roughly unhooked her bra.
Two fat, big white rabbits just bounced right out.
The two heavy fruits bore purplish‑black areolas, and at the center was a dot of red like a red plum in the snow striking and elegant.
The mature woman's plumpness was just right, and the extra flesh on her lower belly added a rich, vivid stroke to her allure.
Her snow‑white lotus‑root arms were as pure and beautiful as heavenly snow lotuses, yet her slender fingers were digging into that deep, filthy place.
Wendy's fingers pried open her peach blossom hole, exposing the pink inner flesh.
Her fingers slowly probed inside.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of her mouth turned up, revealing an expression of ecstasy and satisfaction.
The dignified Teacher Wang who stood at the podium was gone, replaced by a wanton slut desperately digging into her own cunt.
Such a contrast was truly shocking.
Her slightly loose vaginal passage still sucked on her fingers again and again as Wendy exerted force from her abdomen.
She worked hard to stroke and press against the vaginal walls, doing her utmost to stimulate every fold inside her cunt.
At forty‑five years old, ordinary stimulation could no longer satisfy Wendy's extremely thirsty body.
She could only dig into her pussy harder and harder, carefully feeling every sensation to gain pleasure.
But as she aged, mere physical pleasure gradually became insufficient to satisfy her overflowing desire.
By coincidence, she discovered that filthy, lewd words could greatly stimulate her nerves and, combined with the movements of her hands, bring even stronger pleasure.
So:
"You slutty cunt Wendy, I'm gonna fuck… ahh… your slutty hole raw, you slutty cunt every day ahh… you want a man, are you really haa… this lewd?"
After saying this, she suddenly slapped her own peachy ass, making a loud "smack."
"Feel good now, ahh… you stinking slutty cunt, I'm gonna fuck you raw haa… you squirt so much, why don't you go sell ahh… yourself, you're just a public ahh ahh… bus for people to ride…"
Her jade fingers continuously moved through the tender pink flesh inside her hole.
Every thrust pulled out lewd fluid secreted from deep within the cunt.
But this alone seemed completely insufficient for Wendy.
So she moved the hand that had been fondling her breasts, threading it from behind her body, reaching through from behind her buttocks to the front of her vagina.
In the same position, Wendy's left hand also extended two fingers, overlapping with her right hand from above and below, and inserted them into her pussy.
"Ah haa ahh… so full… ahh…"
The simultaneous insertion of two fingers gave Wendy tremendous stimulation.
She raised her fat buttocks high and desperately pounded her slutty hole with both hands.
Lewd fluid spurted out like a fountain, and the pink inner flesh turned outward with each thrust, bringing out threads of white cream.
"Psh‑psh‑psh… ah haa ahh… I… I'm Wendy's meat toilet… any man can… come fuck me… ahh… fuck my slutty cunt raw ahh… haa…"
Wendy still seemed unsatisfied.
She flipped over and lay prone on the chair, squeezing her thighs tightly together, making her steamed‑bun pussy bulge out, forming a huge cunt‑mound behind her legs.
She placed both hands directly on it, her fingers digging into the "lewd‑water well."
"Oh… brothers, hurry and take little sister from behind… little sister feels so good… ahh…"
The splashing sounds of lewd water in Wendy's pussy hole overlapped with her lewd cries.
The office had become Wendy's masturbation paradise.
"Ah haa… I'm… I'm about to peak… brothers are so… so amazing… slutty cunt, slutty cunt is about to… squirt… haa ahh…"
Wendy's lower abdomen began to spasm, and the frequency of her fat buttocks thrusting increased rapidly.
At the final moment, she practically pulled her fingers out and, from an arm's length away from her pussy, smashed them down hard, pounding her vulva with all her might.
Her left hand violently slapped her plump mound and clitoris, accompanied by the tremendous splashing of lewd water utterly obscene.
With the final blow, Wendy straightened her torso and raised her fat buttocks to their highest point.
"Haa ahh ahh… I'm a meat toilet! Ahh…"
With a loud, lewd cry, Wendy's lower body burst forth like a broken dam.
Crystal‑clear nectar traced a perfect arc through the air, dripping down onto the floor.
The mature woman stretched out her swan‑like neck, the corners of her eyes reddening, her brows slightly furrowed, her red lips tightly closed, savoring the intense pleasure of climax.
"Haa ahh ahh…"
Lewd fluid sprayed from her tender red slutty hole like a tide, shimmering with watery light utterly wanton.
Each lewd cry was accompanied by a squirt.
Wendy squirted her lewd water while rapidly rubbing her clitoris to prolong the duration of her orgasm.
"Haa… haa… huff…"
The stream of water beneath her pussy gradually diminished.
Steam rose from the hole's opening.
Wendy lowered her raised fat buttocks and once again pressed them against the recliner soaked with lewd fluid, her feet stepping in a puddle of nectar on the floor.
After her climax, Wendy collapsed on the reclining chair, her right hand lazily stroking her inner labia on and off, savoring the afterglow of orgasm.
She tilted her head back, eyes half‑closed, as if still immersed in the frenzied masturbation just moments ago.
Her red lips were slightly parted, her breath fragrant, and sweat from the intense "exercise" streamed down the side of her face.
Her left hand gently stroked her cloud‑like long hair, pulling it to the side, fully displaying her two bell‑shaped big tits.
Meanwhile, outside the door, Liam's brain had long since crashed.
He simply could not comprehend what he had just seen and heard.
All he knew was that Teacher Wendy had just been frantically digging into the hole between her legs, saying a bunch of nonsense, and seemed to be feeling very good.
But without realizing it, the giant object between his legs had once again risen thunderously, breaking through the constraint of his pants and impossible to suppress.
Just then, Liam, whose head was in a daze, took a step backward and accidentally kicked the workbooks sitting on the floor.
Shhht
The workbooks all spilled onto the ground.
Inside the office, Wendy's heart skipped a beat when she heard the sound.
She hurriedly got up, grabbed her clothes and put them on, and quickly pulled on her pants.
"Who's there?"
Wendy asked nervously.
'Was my masturbation just seen by someone else?
What do I do?
I'm a 45‑year‑old veteran teacher masturbating in the office if this gets out, I might as well just retire.'
At that moment, Wendy's heart was filled with utter despair, but she still had to steel herself and open the door to see who exactly had seen her.
Outside the door, Liam didn't know whether to run or go inside.
The workbooks were scattered on the floor and there was no time to pick them up.
When Teacher Wendy came out, even thinking with his feet he'd know who had just been outside the door.
So all he could do was stand there in a daze, waiting for the teacher to open the door.
Wendy walked tremblingly to the door…
"Liam?!"
The instant she saw it was her own student, Wendy breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly pulled Liam inside…